O.W.L.S season was coming up and, like everyone else, you were studying hard. Maybe a tad bit too much, as it was now 8:30pm, and the library closed thirty minutes ago. Madam Pince must’ve forgotten to see if any students were there, which was rare. You’d been studying since 3pm, which was when your classes ended.

At some point you’d drifted off, your head resting on the book in front of you. It was a much needed nap, even if you didn’t necessarily mean to fall asleep in the first place. The only thing that snapped you out of it was a large hand landing on your shoulder, immediately waking you. “Up you get, before Madam Pince finds you.”